I am going to my own hearth-stone, Bosomed in yon green hills alone, — A secret nook in a pleasant land, Whose groves the frolic fairies planned; Where arches green, the livelong day, Echo the blackbird’s roundelay, And vulgar feet have never trod A spot that is sacred to thought and God.

– RALPH WALDO EMERSON, ‘GOOD-BYE’ –

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In the magical world of Hearthstone Fables, I’ve sought to express my passion for faith, nature, & mythic storytelling through art. I aim to create simple, quiet narratives that convey a sense of wonderment at the sacred world, with the various flora and fauna of nature weaving enchanting stories together.